Tag Archives: TV Shows

157: It’s A Feeling

6 Jun

…that of ordering sundaes from Corner House, and settling back into our respective couches to catch up on episodes of The Crown, which btw, we’re completely hooked on to.

From what I gauge, and from what is in fact the way of the world, all that glitters isn’t gold, and the grass always somehow looks greener on the other side.

Having said that, I will also maintain that I’ve always wanted to live like royalty, even if it was for just a day. Okay two. :P

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127: A Day In Bed

7 May

I spent a large amount of my Saturday glued to my bed, risking the “in bed for too long” headache that almost always arrives in time to remind me of my lethargy. Having kept work at work, I had the weekend to my fancy, quite literally. Friday evening saw a barrage of random cooking that took place, without a thought and without much deliberation – I had a mutton curry going, a keema matar (mince + green peas prep) going, and an assortment of vegetables – to simply put it, the cooking bug had bitten me and there’s no other explanation for this sort of thing. Nevertheless, my meals for the weekend were more or less sorted, (but I still indulged in our Sunday rajma chawal prep), and there was time at hand to do exactly nothing.

So I called for some KFC (the nerve, especially after all that cooking!), sat on my bed and munched my way through the latest season of Scandal. Quite scandalous indeed, but one of the best I’ve seen so far. It also made me cry, which is a first. But then again, it isn’t surprising considering it’s Shonda Rhimes we’re talking about. How fantastically powerful each character has been. Needless to say, the feminist in me felt sated – because did you watch how fabulous that entire balance between men and women was? That’s what I think feminism really is; anything else just being too sickening to even stomach.

My binge tv-watching was all done, and while my head was relieved, my greed wasn’t. We hopped on to a neighbouring market which made me realise just how much I love being at home, especially during summer. Being surrounded by overly dressed people, so many of whom were my students I really didn’t want to even catch a glimpse of, the anti-socialite in me wanted to get back home and hang out with only my husband, and him alone. We’re glued to Designated Survivor, if I haven’t already told you. Chilled beers, mutton curry and rice, tv shows, and sharing a mini sundae, are according to me, one of the best ways to spend a weekend in. We are weekend-in people, because neither of us can stomach this 45 degree weather, nor malls bursting at their seams (which is all we really have here).

:)

110: Girls

20 Apr

I’ve never associated more with a tv show than I have with Girls, especially this time around. Not that I count either this show or me to be excessively and overpoweringly aligned with this twisted concept of feminism, but there’s no rounding just how powerful its impact has been. It’s been my show to savour, to save, to keep right for when I’m really in the mood to indulge myself – because each season has an unfortunate total of just 10 episodes each.

I love the complexity and girliness of it in its entirety. Be it about trying to find my feet, catch a breath, find a breather, make a space for my own self in my own self, maintain my relationships…I found myself feeding off of it more than I have before. Perhaps it’s just the honesty, unashamed, naked, and stark realness of it which speaks to me; which I find easier to associate with.

And let’s not even talk about just how emotionally powerful it has been – watching it has brought me to tears on multiple occasions, which took me by surprise to be honest. Sometimes when I’m in the mood to wallow in my own thoughts, it’s been quite a support to turn to. And it makes me sad to have to wait – for the show to get clearance for another season, and then of course for it to begin again.

For now, I’m swimming in this, which has stuck on with me.

 

The best feeling, in rotation with feeling loved, is that of knowing you’re not alone. It’s the removal of that stopper which magically makes everything feel better in an instant. And this is what the show gave me, in bundles. :)

105: Support-less Saturdays

15 Apr

We’ve been on a relaxing spree, I tell you. Neither did we go rushing off for a short weekend getaway, and neither did we make any grand plans in this sweltering heat to “make the most of this long weekend”. We simply stay put, ordered in, took cold water showers, powdered ourselves, and spread out to watch this new tv show A discovered – Designated Survivor. You’ve watched it? We were hooked on to it (even though some parts of it are astoundingly ridiculous) and we’re powering through it, one 60-minute episode at a time.

It was also today that I re-discovered the joy of letting my ladies loose and just easing into this maddening chaos that is summer. I’ll tell you that this joy is simply unparalleled. And it’s a sense of freedom like nothing else is. There’s no perfect way than to embrace this season, I’m certain. Couple than with endless cool drinks on the rocks, lying spreadeagled on the floor under the fan, and watching the sun’s rays sneak in through our dancing blinds, and it all fits. I think I’ll carry this on to tomorrow as well, because that’s just how long, relaxing weekends at home ought to be. :)

Grey’s Anatomy

27 Mar

I’m not even sure when this show first made its appearance to the world…it’s that old and it’s gone on that long. But of course it hasn’t beaten the likes of Bold and the Beautiful yet and never will, in many, many ways (and I hope it never will go down that obnoxious path). When it was first released, I was back in college (I remember that much) and was quite unmoved by it…disinterested, rather. Besides, it featured medicine, doctors and hospitals on more than just a regular basis (heck, the show revolved around these components) and it wasn’t something very appealing to me…how could one watch such a show for entertainment’s sake, I thought. Of course, this wouldn’t ever be mild and likeable lovable like Doogie Howser was and I’d never really dove into the likes of ER (sorry, Mr. Clooney!) so all my thoughts naturally led me to believe that this show wasn’t meant for me. And I never watched it…

…until many years later when I was on the line to submit my Master’s thesis to my professor and figured it was more important to have all-nighters focused on a television show I never really was interested in, over and above what needed my attention, time and effort more than anything else. If you’ve been a reader ever since I started blogging or if you know me or you may have guessed by now, I am indeed the self-confessed procrastinator. Call it being arrogant or presumptuous or lazy or uncaring or just being someone who works best when under pressure (clearly less than a week’s time to draft, write, seek approvals and print an entire thesis is a lot of time to really feel the pressure), but it was just then when my interests and fascination for the show rooted themselves rather firmly into my being. And there’s been no looking back ever since.

The show has, of course, come a very long way since when it first started out, what with all the twists, turns, ups and downs, entries and exits, mergers and murders accidental deaths it has seen throughout. Every fan of this show has cried gallons of tears, felt emotional on cue and braved every dramatic storm after storm, year after year. It is stressful to watch this show (though Homeland takes that cake, for me!). There came a point when I had even decided to stop watching it…when Christina left…when Derek died…that had to be it…it was getting too much…and with only Meredith and Alex left, what was it worth anyway, right?

But I’m still watching it. In fact, I just did catch up on all the episodes I’d missed thanks to a cranky laptop that only wanted to crash and burn. There is something about this show, as promiscuous and unending as its characters and story is…everybody is (almost) seeing somebody from the same hospital…a rather convenient la-dee-da benefit, if I may say so, for these hard working doctors who have no social life except with each other.

There’s a magnetism about the show which surpasses the stress, the deaths, the drama, the promiscuity and Meredith’s timely martyrdom. The one thing that has made me stick to this show has been its screenplay, its writing, its themes and most of all, its direction (in a non-cinematic way). Oh, and the dancing! I’m one of those suckers who almost always has something to learn and take away from its episodes from time to time. I love how Shonda Rhimes speaks through her show. I marvel at whoever writes these episodes. I am amazed at just how much depth there is in this show and how it isn’t just another television show to me. Be it the music she chooses to employ when words fail her characters or be it the words that steal the show; I’m always left wanting more. And let’s not get into the show’s ability to make me cry. You cry watching it too, right?

I think I watch it and come back for more because the bottom line is that it feels more real than fake, more raw than made up, more human than televised… so much so, that is has the power to haunt your mind and thoughts. Of course, this is only if a show like this appeals to you, naturally. Besides, I think it may have even made me more open to doctors…to the fact that they are human beings and not aliens in white coats out there to hurt me, poke me, cut right into me. Never mind. I think I’m a goner, anyway. But you know what I’m talking about, yes? You feel it too, right? Great, that makes me feel a little better about myself. Thank you.

To share, here’s something that’s caught my fancy…a few of the many, many tracks featured on this show that have blown my socks off.

 

 

Learning: TV shows talk beyond the screen too. Always have. Always will.

Learning 2: Dance. Even when it seems impossible or ridiculous.